Re: Act 5.5.6: Det Akari Spaceport
The M4 droid, connected wirelessly to idaya's pad once the Chiss sets a connection port, lights up its holoprojector.
The group is treated to a scene of some considerable mess.
The front of the spaceport rises up, high and solid, several dozen floors high. It has many entry floors - all of which are firmly closed with blast shielding - and the carbon scarring across the facade of the building shows many points where the gangers have tried and failed to gain entry.
The droid has neither the height nor the angle to display the roof or breadth of the whole spaceport. It focuses on the battlefield that is the street in front of the spaceport itself. The space is strewn with crashed speeders, mangled corpses and errant chunks of building. The gang members look like they've tried everything to get in and have killed anyone trying to get past them.
The spaceport doorway is a huge set of double doors that have been smashed and destroyed, a pair of sturdy blast doors having slammed down to take their place but even these have sustained heavy damage. A blue shimmer over the front doors of the space port show that a shield generator must have been set up to give the security forces time to regroup.
Across the road, against the building directly opposite the spaceport doors, are two roughly semi-circular barriers about five feet high made from rubble and pieces of broken speeder - hastily-built sangars, or rifle pits. Within those two defensive positions the group can see twelve gang members - six in each hold-out point - wielding a variety of weapons. There are at least three rocket launchers and a tripod-mounted gun of some ad-hoc description, as well as several heavy blaster rifles and numerous smaller guns. The tripod weapon - definitely a custom-made job by someone who knows their guns but doesn't have the time or facilities to make anything more compact - is long and bears several battery packs at its base.
From the looks of the situation the gangers are well equipped with weapons and know how to use them - but they aren't equipped with breathing gear and only a few wear low-tech riding goggles, possibly more for show than anything.
There is a clear space between the two semi-circular rifle pits, big enough to park a speeder in. The rifle pits themselves are built probably for four people each; they're getting quite squishy with six apiece.
The street itself is not barricaded and while it is strewn with mess any repulsorlift craft can easily pass over the debris. From the look of the crashed speeders, however, the gangers haven't given them the chance. A line of damage down a neighbouring building ends in a crashed swoop at the bottom; it seems the gang members are quite capable of shooting at vehicles attempting to pass over the buildings and good enough to hit.
As the group watches the tripod, manned by a huge humanoid of some rarely-seen species, powers up with the distinct sound of a high-strength generator. White-blue energy blasts out and sprays across the doorway; the shield holds against the onslaught... but only barely.
There are whoops of delight from the gangers. The gunner seems annoyed, powering the weapon down again, but one of the others slaps his massive shoulder and the droid is close enough to pick up what is said.
"Hey, don't worry, big guy! The tank'll be here soon and then we'll blow the front off the whole damn building!"
Time is running out.